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Sunday, May 13, 2012

Into the Fields

At the end of April or the beginning of May blueberry season starts its brief time here in the south. Plump juicy bubbles of blue goodness dangle temptingly from tall sprawly bushes. Blueberries are not native to our region, but years of testing and trying have brought the blueberry to our deep south.

We have been picking our fresh blueberries since the kids were just tots. We toted picnic lunches and wagons through the rows year after year to gather these precious treats. Often my farm boy rode on my shoulders gathering berries from overhead; his sisters at my feet gathered from below.

He now carries his own bucket and, being the same height, challenges me to pick a load faster than he does.

His sisters are no longer at my feet but carrying their own load as well. This one prefers to softly wander just a few bushes away, gently humming as she gathers.

For the first time our oldest didn't join us; work called her away..it happens when they grow.

As a special treat, my husband came along for his second berry picking trip. Nice to have a few strong arms to help haul those heavy buckets:)

Pound after pound, year after year, our family heads into the fields..fields filled with history..fields filled with family...with memories..with blueberries.